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When Lion is due for a punishment, I usually give it to him before I take my shower. I figure he’ll have that long to recuperate and a while later we can have some fun. However, last night he was snoozing off and on through Wheel of Fortune and Jeopardy. He was also snoozing when I went to take my shower. I decided to let him snooze. Obviously he was tired. I can always whomp him today.

When it was time to play, I decided to have some clothespin fun. Of course, Lion doesn’t necessarily consider it fun. That’s because I find all those “good” spots that he’d rather I miss. And, when I know I’ve hit a good spot, I flick and pull the clothespin so it hurts even more. He usually gets pretty hard so I know he’s not really in too much pain. Besides, the wincing just makes it more fun.

Eventually, I yanked all the clothespins off and asked if he’d rather be sucked or have me continue with my handwork. He opted for sucking. I figured he would. Initially, he said I was sucking too hard. Is there such a thing? I backed off and he seemed to be doing better. As soon as I got him to the edge, I took a peek at his whiteboard where he shows his wait time. He was at 14 days. I debated in my head whether I should just edge him or if 14 days was enough of a wait. Then I was trying to remember how many orgasms he had last year. He wrote a post about it but I can’t remember. [Lion — I had 33 orgasms in 2020. I’ve had 272 in the last 5 years. This is an average of 54/year.] Then I was trying to figure out if two orgasms a month (on average) would match last year or if that’s too few. Lion would probably say it’s too few. And I was trying to decide if he’d be upset about getting an orgasm so soon, given the fact that he’s only been pretty horny for the past week or so.

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In the end, it was taking him so long to get there, I almost gave up. Everything was hurting. I was determined. I needed him to make it. I also needed to stop. I pushed both of us on. I knew he was close. I just had to get him closer. And finally I did. Finally. I got a nice mouthful of yummy goodness and he got less frustrated. And now the count starts again.

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Usually, it’s men who have problems with stamina. Not all men, obviously, but when you hear the words stamina and sex in the same sentence, most people would think of men. I assume it’s in relation to how long they can keep going given the fact that women tend to take longer to climax. In our relationship, I don’t care about sex. It’s not Lion that has the stamina problem.

Yesterday, I said I want to perfect the art of the blow job. Lion graciously offered his body for training purposes. What a guy! Last night, however, it became apparent that I need to work on my stamina too. I’m not saying it took Lion a long time to get hard or anywhere near the edge, but I crapped out before he did. The problem was that my arm went numb. A few nights ago, my shoulders started to hurt. It’s the position I’m in that’s the culprit. And the problem is that once I get him going, I don’t want to change position because that interrupts the flow.

I keep thinking if he’d just get to the edge right now, I’ll be okay. The smart thing would be to interrupt the flow even if it means going back a few squares in his journey to the edge because I’d be better able to continue until he actually reaches said edge. I would rather have him decide he’s done while I can continue than disappoint him when I have to stop. I know I had him going last night. I tried shifting without interruption, but it didn’t work. Tonight, assuming there’s an issue, I’ll stop if I have to change positions.

And if I do have to stop, it’s an opportunity to tease him a little more rather than going right back to sucking him. If he’s already riled up, he should love having my tongue play with that sensitive spot just under his head. I guess change isn’t always a bad thing.

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Mrs. Lion is on a quest to deliver the perfect blow job. What a gal! She only has an audience of one to please. That might make it easier. This isn’t the first such quest I’ve heard about. The creator of the Autoblow, a male masturbator that is supposed to accurately simulate oral sex, did similar research. As anyone who has tried a toy like the autoblow, it falls far short of the real thing.

A device like the Autoblow has a limited number of parameters it can control: speed of the up-down motion and the length of the stroke. The amount of pressure applied to the penis is not variable. This sexual entrepreneur hired an artificial intelligence company to study porn videos of women performing fellatio and develop a program that would vary the stroke and speed of a specially-adapted Autoblow to more accurately simulate a blow job.

We got one of these devices. I enjoyed the variation in stroke and speed, but it didn’t resemble a blow job at all. It was doomed from the start. Aside from limited capability, the device follows a fixed routine. A live blow job varies as the woman discovers what excites the man the most. This varies depending on his arousal at any given moment.

For a masturbator to accurately do this, it would need sensors that could accurately measure arousal. That way, if a given motion wasn’t working too well, it would know and try changing. When arousal increased, it could continue what worked.

Mrs. Lion wrote about improving her technique. She said that she liked to change things up. She wondered if I noticed. I definitely feel the difference between techniques. Some I like more than others. I’ve never considered making my blow job like a visit to an optometrist. You know, “Is it better this way, or this way.” It sounds like I need to provide feedback to help her research.

Maybe we need an arousal scale. The doctor always asks, “What is  your pain level?” I’m supposed to give a number between one and ten. One means it doesn’t hurt and ten means I’m about to kill the person who asks me. We could try the same for blow jobs: one means I know that I’m in your mouth and ten that I’m about to go into orbit. Of course, trying to rate sensations could be distracting and defeat the entire point of what she wants to do. Maybe just two values could work: wow and meh.

We will have to discuss this and come up with a way for Mrs. Lion to work on the technique. I give this effort a “Wow”.

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Part of our computer system at work is still down. We’re left trying to piece things together to continue doing business. Most of our clients are understanding, but there are a few who are being difficult. We’re only halfway through the day and the staff is frazzled.

Last night, as I sucked Lion, I was thinking about perfecting my craft. I know he says I do a very good job. But I want to be the best. Naturally, practice makes perfect. Of course, Lion will gladly agree to being my muse. Maybe, now that I have a goal, he won’t feel so bad about things being one-sided. That’s not why I want to be the best. It’s sort of a side effect.

It may sound silly to want to do this. I just want to make Lion feel as good as possible. I’m not looking for the quickest way to get him to the edge. I really want to know what to do to get him as excited as possible. I’ve always liked to change things up. I vary the speed. I change where I’m putting pressure. I change the amount of suction. And I vary the depth. I won’t say there’s only one way to do it. Maybe that’s the problem.

Well, not really a problem. Variety is the spice of life, as they say. Maybe I’m already doing everything I need to do. On the other hand, more practice wouldn’t hurt. I don’t think Lion has ever critiqued me. I’ll ask if he noticed a certain thing and, more often than not, he doesn’t even realize I changed anything. I suppose that’s what happens when the blood flow is directed somewhere other than the brain. How can I expect him to think with such a distraction going on?

I guess I’ll just continue on my merry way. The fact that he’s out of breath and unable to move for a few minutes after I’m done with him is verification enough. I may not be quite perfect, but apparently I’m close.